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Sep 2014
I buried Wisdom & Folly at Indian Graves this afternoon

It was cut in three
The two halves I buried close to each other
When they come back on the next plane
They will have a better chance of finding each other in one piece

The tail, I left hanging on a tree

You don't need a tail to walk upright

Raven is near
She's paying her respects
And a Thunderbird does a fly-by
Written at Indian Graves this afternoon

50 d 14' 39" N
114 d 21' 47 W

Published on a crescent of fire and light
AD Mullin
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AD Mullin  From the Belly
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